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Ran through terrible amps/tape elements

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Quiet whispered vocals. High gain. High end dulled a bit/rolled off with lo-fi plugins such as Isotope Vinyl or Arturia Mello fi

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Layered and phasey

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Massively layered up and panned.

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Create some tape loops with walkman as a texture

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Extremely dry, no overheads, tea towell on snare, overdub cymbals, huge kick

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When theres something just off about an indoor place. Creepily empty. Empty hotel. No life

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The concept is you die and there's simply a chair. Magnolia wallpaper and red carpet. Windowless and silent. You sit and what thoughts go through your head. It starts with anger. Why did I try? What was the point? Then turns to hatred at not enjoying life like you should have. Did you waste it? Then turns to anger at whoever put you through that for no reason. Then turns to acceptance and appreciation for getting the chance to live that life because it had amazing moments. Once the acceptance stage is reached... You get to leave and return to life as someone/something else.

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Hip-Hop/Dance Sampled drums. Dirty and distorted.